Miles hiked: 10.6
The wind shook my tent nearly all night, and when daylight started to illuminate my orange dome of happiness, I just tucked my head under my sleeping bag and tried going back to sleep. Sleep however is impossible for me. I am cursed.
|Hitching a Ride|
|Collecting Resupply - Note old shoes|
|New Shoes left, Old shoes right|
|Not So Urgent Care Center|
I split a large pizza with Jeremy and drank a really good IPA. Chilly Bin and I enjoyed good laughs with Socks and her boyfriend Jeremy.
Ziploc was still being antisocial when I joined Chilly Bin, HoosierDaddy, Tapeworm, Opera, Socks, and Jeremy at the pool/hot tub for some whiskey and wine.
I am going to try and relax for this zero day tomorrow. I have to ship some things at the post office but other than that, I’m ready to be back on trail. I can’t wait to be back at home in the mountains. Fuck the desert, I’m ready for hoards of mosquitoes, dangerous river fords, and post-holing in snow.
For those that follow my blog closely, daily posts will continue but will be posted as cell signal allows since for the next 500 miles the cell service/WiFi is inconsistent at best. Stay tuned though, posts will continue. No shitty ankles or unexplained wrist injuries will keep me from seeing this adventure from continuing.